The Feng Clan Head and the Wa Palace Lord fixed their eyes on the old man in Daoist robes.
Both wore astonished expressions.
They were the Heads of the Three Top Immortal Spirit Families. Their strength had already nearly reached the pinnacle of the Human World, and they could come and go freely even through the Deeper Parts of Immortal Bridge.
Yet now, the old Daoist had said that Ning Xiaochuan was someone they could not afford to provoke. It was simply a joke. In this world, the only beings they three could not afford to offend were likely the true immortals.
Ning Xiaochuan could not possibly be an immortal.
That was why the Feng Clan Head and the Wa Palace Lord wore doubtful expressions, unable to understand what the old Daoist meant.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the old Daoist rested for a moment before his complexion gradually improved. Slowly rising to his feet, he said, "The two of you, let us proceed according to our plan. Send these female disciples of Wa Palace to reconcile with Ning Xiaochuan. Before they go, we must also tell them that no matter what Ning Xiaochuan requests, we must agree to it."
The Feng Clan Head and the Wa Palace Lord exchanged a glance, their expressions grave. "Yin Yang, there is naturally no issue with doing this. But why did you suddenly make such a decision? At the very least, you should explain it to us. And why did you say just now that we cannot afford to provoke Ning Xiaochuan?"
The old Daoist bent down and collected the Yin Yang Eight Trigrams from the ground. He slowly said, "Did you see the scene just now?"
The Feng Clan Head shook his head. "With such a divine art, only you